After leaving the Duke's Mansion, the Duke of Windsor was a light carriage, and he only took the butler, put on a very ordinary cotton dress, took a shabby carriage from the back door of the Duke's Mansion, and slowly drove to the city of Canberra. ☆→,

The scenes I saw along the way were not much different from those in normal times, but if you look closely, you will find that the streets are obviously deserted than usual.

In the past, there were fewer shouting and hawking sounds on the street, and there were naturally fewer people willing to stop and watch on the street.

If you look at both sides of the street, many of the shops that were originally densely packed were closed at this time. Some of them seemed to be in a hurry and the doors were not closed tightly. You can see that there were empty inside, only a few homeless people lying in it, treating this place as their temporary residence.

Seeing this situation, the Duke of Windsor couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Riken, why do you think this is? Even if other places have added business opportunities because of the damn New Aircraft Chamber of Commerce, it doesn't mean that our southern provinces have no money to make money. Why do these merchants just close the stores here and leave here?"

The middle-aged man who looks like a housekeeper is Ricken as the Duke of Windsor. Unlike the respectful and even trembling people when facing the Duke of Windsor, this theory is calm in front of the Duke of Windsor. Although it is still respectful, it does not look awe.

Hearing the Duke of Windsor's question, Ricken was silent for a moment, then raised the whip in his hand and turned the carriage in a direction.

The Duke of Windsor grew up with Ricken, knowing that he has always been like this and does not care about his questions without answering them.

However, when he saw Ricken turn direction, the Duke of Windsor knew that he must have an answer in his heart. So he fell silent. While observing the situation on both sides of the street, he drove slowly out of the city in a carriage.

The carriage led the Duke of Windsor and Ricken to the west gate of Canberra, and then drove west for two or three kilometers, and saw a large village with about hundreds of families appear in front of him.

It was the late spring season, and the southern province was close to the south of the mainland, and there were already scattered golden meanings in the wheat fields on both sides of the road.

Originally, this was the most important moment before harvesting. Farmers should go down the fields every day to take care of the soon-to-be-ripening wheat fields, but the Duke of Windsor glanced over and saw only a few scattered farmers in the wheat fields, without any intention of being busy.

The Duke of Windsor couldn't help but frown again.

"These lazy farmers are still lazy at such a critical moment! Don't they know that spring harvest is coming soon?"

Ricken looked at the Duke of Windsor and shook his head: "Master, it's not that they are lazy, but that they have no one."

The Duke of Windsor was stunned: "What does it mean?"

Ricken pointed to the field in the distance: "Look, there are some elderly people in this field, and there are no young people."

The Duke of Windsor calmed down and looked around the surrounding fields carefully, and found that it was indeed the case. He couldn't help but be even more surprised.

"Why is this? What about the young people in the village? Are they all lazy? Or something happened? Ricken, what do you know?"

Ricken shook his head and refused to answer. Instead, he drove the carriage to a farmland and jumped down.

In this farmland, an old farmer who seemed to be at least sixty years old was bent over to check the situation in the field. After hearing the sound, he raised his head and saw Ricken jumping out of the carriage and walking over.

"Brother, why are you the only one here? Where are your family members? Where are your son and daughter-in-law? Why didn't you come?"

The old farmer glanced at Ricken. Although he saw that the other party might have a different identity than his, his tone and expression were very friendly, so he put down his guard and said with a smile: "They have all gone out to work, leaving me, the old man and the old woman, to take care of this little field at home."

"Work?" Ricken showed a surprised expression on his face. "Where are you working? Are you not even planting fields?"

"They said they were going to a city called Neil, and they said it was Xinfei..." After spitting out these two words, the old farmer suddenly felt a trace of fear flashing across his face. He coughed twice and swallowed the words behind him.

Ricken blinked and continued to ask, "Are you talking about the New Air Chamber of Commerce? That city of Neil should be Salannier? That place is in Tular Province, and it's a bit far from here."

Hearing the word "Xinfei Chamber of Commerce" that has almost become a forbidden word in the southern provinces, the old farmer's expression relaxed a little, and he smiled and shook his head and said, "It's nothing more to stay away, just make money. You can earn five gold coins in a month when you go there, and you can earn ten gold coins a little more, which is not much better than farming at home. If the old woman and I were not in good health and were unwilling to leave here, I was afraid I would go to work with my two sons."

"Oh? You can earn ten gold coins a month? That's really a lot." Ricken looked up and looked around, and asked again: "I saw that all the people in the fields are old people like you. Are the other people in the village also like yours, and young people ran out to work?"

"Yes, you can earn several gold coins or even ten gold coins in a month when you go out to work, and you can get more than one hundred gold coins in a year. If you stay here to farm, it will be nice to fill your stomach after you have paid the rented grain. Not to mention gold coins, there are not even a few silver coins. If you ask you to choose, how do you choose?" the old farmer asked back.

Ricken nodded, "I'll choose this too if I'm the one who has it. But is it really reliable to go to work such a far place? What if something happens..."

"Tsk, what's the accident?" the old farmer curled his lips. "Anyway, we are all a cheap life. If we have the opportunity to earn real gold coins, we must seize it. Besides, the factories over there seem to be Xinfeishang..."

Speaking of this, the old farmer still paused. After looking at it, he lowered his voice and continued: "It seems to be related to the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce. Do you always know about the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce? That's a big chamber of commerce that is so rich that it won't lie to us."

Ricken was a little surprised: "You seem to know the New Air Chamber of Commerce very well? How do you know about this Chamber of Commerce?"

The old farmer's reaction was even more strange. He glanced at Ricken with a surprised look on his face, then looked around again, but this time he forgot to lower his voice and asked directly: "You are too strange to ask, right? Why can't I know the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce? The Xinfei Chamber of Commerce's things are so easy to use and cheap. If I don't even know this, it would be too ignorant."

"Oh? Where did you know that the things from the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce are easy to use and cheap?"

"There were other chambers of commerce that were there before, and they brought a lot of good things. In addition, before the Governor issued the ban, many other merchants brought a lot of things in. Now there are many in our village. Compared to the unscrupulous merchants sold by Canberra City, the things of the commerce are particularly useful no matter what they are."

Speaking of this, the old farmer suddenly seemed to remember something, hesitated for a while, and then asked: "Actually, I heard that the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce came before was planning to invest in and build some factories in our Canberra city, right? You said that if the Governor did not issue any ban and let these factories be built later, my two sons would not need to go to a place as far away as Tular Province to work..."

"So...you don't agree with the Governor's ban?"

"Yes, this ban is of no benefit at all..." The old farmer suddenly waited, looked at Ricken alertly, and waved his hand quickly. "No, no, no, I didn't say anything, don't guess it. It's his business that the Governor issued, it has nothing to do with us."

Ricken nodded, but did not continue to ask questions, and instead talked to the old farmer about the upcoming spring harvest.

The old farmer was also worried about the coming spring harvest.

In the past, every time the spring harvest was harvested, the family had to spend all their labor, but it had to be busy for a month before they could barely harvest the more than ten acres of land under their name.

Now the two sons and daughter-in-law, and the older grandson who is already half-old, have left together. With him and his wife, the two old men and women, they may be able to harvest at most two acres of food from the fields.

"But it doesn't matter. Now my son and the others are living well. We two old guys just need to collect some food we eat, and we don't need to be so tired."

"What about renting food?" Ricken asked.

"Rent grain? At worst, you can buy some food to pay. Anyway, my eldest son wrote back and said that the big ship from the Principality of Stantin also brought a lot of cheap food. With their current salary, they can buy several hundred kilograms a month, which is enough to pay for rent."

Ricken was speechless for a moment.

The old farmer sighed again and continued, "Oh, actually, I heard from my relatives who came to our family last time that the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce has that magical farmland machinery. It is said that it would not take half an hour to harvest a mu of land with that thing. It would be great if the Governor did not have this ban. If we get some magical farmland machinery in, we don't have to worry about what to do in this field."

Ricken and the old farmer looked at the green wheat fields with a little golden green, and remained silent for a while, then waved goodbye to the old farmer and returned to the carriage.

The Duke of Windsor kept watching Ricken talk to the old farmer through the curtains of the carriage. Because the distance was not far, he put all the conversations into his ears.

After Ricken came back, the Duke of Windsor looked at the vast farmland in front of him for a while before putting down the curtains and falling silent.

After a while, the Duke of Windsor suddenly sighed.

"Riken, let me leave something to you."

"Please give me instructions."

"I heard that there is a Cantona Chamber of Commerce in the Kingdom of Lampari, which is specialized in harvesting farmland. You can contact them."

Ricken glanced at the Duke of Windsor and nodded in response.

The Duke of Windsor lifted the curtain and stared at the old farmer in the field for a while, then sighed again, signaling Ricken to start the carriage and leave. (To be continued...)

ps:(I forgot to post yesterday...)
Chapter completed!